Xia Zhe looked at Qiao Mei, feeling a little embarrassed. In the future, he must watch Qiao Mei cook more often and learn how to make a few dishes.
Later on, after Qiao Mei gave birth, she would have nothing to eat if he did not know how to cook. Xia Zhe watched carefully as Qiao Mei used a kitchen knife to shred the potatoes and also paid attention to how she added the seasoning after she heated up the oil.
From the corner of her eye, Qiao Mei saw Xia Zhe watching her secretly but she did not say anything. Xia Zhe was still in a daze when Qiao Mei was done.
"Are you done watching?" Qiao Mei asked.
"Yes," Xia Zhe replied blankly.
"So, does your wife's cooking taste good or is your wife pretty?" Qiao Mei asked, holding back her laughter.
"My wife is pretty… No! My wife's cooking tastes good," Xia Zhe said laughingly.
